In Something III Max
Stricken with tuberculosis of the larynx, the hopeless man decrees: „Nothing counts but Judgement, Stoker, Metamorphosis, Penal Colony, Country Doctor and Hunger Artist. All the rest of what I wrote is destined for destruction.“
A friend and executor of the will refuses to comply and has, among others, The Castle, America, and The Trial published posthumously.
We honor the closest friend of Franz Kafka: Max Brod
In Something III Max
Secondary sackfulls
these with rain and shine
what’s required
first the work’s small flame
written
tale told in great detail
it’s the same with bread for the world
it has to be baked and written
before it can be eaten and read
One of the richest if not the
healthiest forms of mental nutrition
must and shall be literature
great is our hunger for it
good thing all that lights doesn’t burn
and good that even Goethe created jobs
and that Kafka’s final wish
was not ours
thanks to Max
ah you’ve already met Moritz